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Spiritual Life
Something Like God
I think about God a lot. I have come to think of Her in the feminine, a huge departure from my childhood’s religion of origin. Thinking about her doesn’t make me a saint, or evolved, or spiritual. I am definitely not awake! Awake means not being on Earth. She is just something I think about. I think about sex a lot, too, and that doesn’t always mean what people think it means, nor is it the converse of thinking of god. Both of these trends originated before puberty. Puberty, which came to soon, just made it worse. Nagel asked if there was something that knows what it’s like to be a bat. The bat knows. Can the human know the bat? Is thinking about Nagel’s bat the equivalent of thinking about God? Does God wonder what it means to be human? Oh, is that why we’re here?!
God imagined us, here we are. Pink elephants do exist!
It’s probably safe to say that life on Earth is troubled. It seems like there are lot of reasonable conclusions to be had about Earth life. One I keep coming up against is that most of my trouble was self-induced. That’s not a hundred percent true. There are other agents involved in our lives and they had choices, too.
